If You Die, You Only Have Yourself To Blame, Right? [Part 2]

"A dozen Dark Bisons for nails, hammers, and the knowledge to make a wagon?" Legon scratched his head. "Isn't that too much compensation?"

"Really?" Thirteen arched an eyebrow. "I think I'm the one who's at a disadvantage here. Did you think you could just pick up nails on the ground? Sure, you can use stone and bones as a hammer, but you won't be able to find nails and wood shaving tools anywhere.

"They might be dirt cheap in Pangea, but here? They are luxury items. So I don't think I'm asking for too much. It's a fair trade, don't you think? Of course, if you don't like it, we can always rumble. I'm also quite annoyed because my beauty sleep is disturbed."

Sean and Leon were about to argue, but a giggle stopped them in their tracks.

"We're sorry we disturbed your beauty sleep," Heidi said. "Boys don't understand it, but girls do. Very well, we agree to this condition."

Sean and Leon both frowned, but in the end, they didn't say anything else.